Always Gonna Be You
5. Counting Days

Dio

"Emang lo ever met Ilma where the hell, keukeuh kitu (ngeyel that)?" apparently Fayyad was still curious.

"Maneh ayeuna another baheula (You are now the same as before)," continued Gerry. "Ayeuna mah nempo awewe nu geulis we directly sat the set (Now see the beautiful girl instantly move)," while practicing fast-moving hands.

"Other than that (Not so)," he sneered, but Gerry wasn't the most excited to interview Ilma. "I've actually met you at DU. Time for the Seminar."

"But he doesn't remember at all, pity, pity" Gerry chuckled with satisfaction. "Rarely there are girls forget abis meet ama lo."

"Rarely also you directly inget the same girl who has just met," Fayyad chimed in wonder. "There are shrimp behind the bala-bala (bakwan) huh? Hm..."

"Remember in the morning meeting with the Bank?" he recalled the morning ter hectic some time ago. "Gue must rush to DU, the phone is left behind, stuck, do not know the Seminar room. Well, Ilma helped me."

"O that's it," Gerry began to understand. But the next sentence became the second stage of bullying. "Basar maneh, bere nu kempot we directly on (Basar you, dikasih there dimples aja directly on)."

Makes Fayyad remember something, "Oh, he uh, like a lo girl in Jogja, both have dimples. Heu, nggeus ketebak pisan (Udah kesebak)."

"Now I'm an ex" he said, laughing bitterly.

"Matakna move on or jang (Makanya move on lah)," continued Gerry while patting his shoulder tofu. "Search for different specs. That's the Tiara jeung (sama) Anin instead of doing the same thing from semester one?"

"This is between the type of emang lo kek that is or has not moved on," Fayyad also underlined. Then continue with a style no less annoying than Gerry earlier, "Be careful, bro, Jidni MP child. Lo macem-macem same adenya can be digibeng ntar."

"Yes, it's just so cute." This is the Fayyad with Gerry suddenly cute just the state of his enthusiasm earlier. Has he been too flat with the opposite sex? "We're looking for someone else to finance, if you're worried I can't be professional."

"Maneh mah sok teu pararuguh (You like it unclear)," this time it was Fayyad's turn to grumble.

"Tong nodded, Yo," Gerry slapped his shoulder again. "Lately, manehasa tararegang kieu (too tense). Kunaon (why)?"

But he did not answer, pretending to be busy in front of the laptop screen, even though his head was full of provocative sentences Bayu,

"The proposal, April's wedding."

"Well April."

"April."

'Why we meet

When they are finally separated

Why we meet

But it was finally kept away

You said your heart was me

It's not really for me

(Yovie and Nuno, Had Owned)

***

Orchids

Rendra guided him to sit in an ergonomic chair that had been adjusted for height. Then kneeled down to wipe away the water that was cribbed with soft tissue, gave him a bottle of mineral water, then said calmly, "If you're good, we'll go home."

"Aren't you waiting for Bang Buyung with Bang Fredy?" he asked back while continuing to shrink the snot that was still left because of crying earlier.

Rendra shook his head with a smile, "We cancel, there's still plenty of time."

"But you made a deal, it's impossible to suddenly cancel tan..."

"I anterin you to Raudhah first, just met them," cut Rendra while still smiling, with his right hand outstretched around his cheek.

"I can wait here as long as you..."

Rendra shook his head, "They're still on the road, it's gonna take a while to get here." Then clasped his hand, "You rest at the boarding house. Don't think of anything else."

Since then Rendra has never brought up the matter of pre nup again. He also forgot about pre-nup. Busy to welcome Papah, Mamah, and Adit who came to Jogja to attend the graduation ceremony, then clean gladi and all the preparation for graduation.

But the night after graduation, while eating dinner at the hotel where they were staying, he only found Mamah and Adit.

"Where is Papah?"

Adit shrugged, "Know it came out the same brother."

Makes him frown, because Rendra didn't tell him about this. Hmm, have been playing secrets, both of them.

***

Rendra

"How long have you known? A year? Two years? Or more?"

This is the first question that Papah Anggi has asked since they both sat in the Executive lounge half an hour ago. During that time they just kept quiet while enjoying Espresso and live music.

"A year and a half is more or less, Om. From Ospek last year."

"Well, yeah."

But for him, he had known Anggi for a lifetime.

"That number is actually our second child."

He began to listen.

"Our first child, a boy, died two hours after birth."

"The birth process is normal, smooth, in midwives near the house. We're all happy. But an hour later his body was suddenly blue-blue."

"We immediately rushed to the hospital. The doctor said there was a heart defect. Half an hour after the examination, our baby died."

He began to swallow.

"Let's not pregnant for long. Thank God, all processes are smooth until the time to give birth. Frankly we're kind of traumatized by the first birth, afraid of happening again."

"Four was worried because the baby is wrapped around the umbilical cord and must be in sectio. Thank goodness Anggi was born healthy and safe."

"Aged two months, suddenly a small lump appears in the upper left chest. The color is red, long growing. The doctor said benign tumor."

"Aged two and a half months, Anggi has entered the operating room. He was the youngest patient for a major surgery."

He suddenly wanted to sip Espresso.

"Age of one year and above often begins to get sickly. Frequent nosebleeds. Any hot or cold weather that exceeds the standard average temperature, must be directly nosebleed."

"Because of worry, we took Anggi to go to the pediatrician, a complete blood test, thank God the results are good, there are no abnormalities."

"But still frequent nosebleeds. One morning upon waking up his wife screamed in fear, for Anggi's pillow turned red, full of blood coming from the nose."

"We were afraid, finally decided to go see a hematologist. There's all the checks we've been through with anxious expectation."

"After a long series of examinations, Anggi was declared healthy, without any disease."

I don't know why he breathed.

"Only the nose is thin. That's what makes it sensitive to rising and falling temperatures. It's finally a nosebleed."

"Today I still love nosebleeds. Especially if it's really cape, straight out nosebleeds until the blood clots all come out."

He nodded, "Yes, Om. I've seen Anggi's nosebleed time," his memory drifted when FGD was bonding the cluster. The first time his ego wanted to admit, that the fierce judes girl had stolen his heart, even since they had not known each other.

"Have you seen?" Smiling papah. "Allah is safe. If you're worried you can check the routine again."

"Good Om. We'll have the MCU routine."

Papah was still smiling with a laugh, "After the nosebleed problem is sorted out, Anggi is still often sick. Usually fever, cough, cold. The cough is pretty bad. Sensitive same all forms of smoke."

"Makanya Om quit smoking, because Anggi is really a smoke allergy. A half hour cough does not stop. Poor thing."

Again he agreed, because he finally chose to quit smoking. Except for certain times when not with Anggi, especially when accompanying Papa to meet his business partners, he occasionally still receives offers to smoke. But now I always try to refuse it.

"Earlier a time his body was hot high, 40 degrees more. Up step, convulsions. So panicked involuntarily the wife put her hands into Anggi's mouth so as not to gathik (biting her own tongue). Once the step attack is complete, the wife's fingers like they want to break up. So hard is Anggi's bite."

"Up to a few steps. About three or four times. But thank God it's not nerve-wracking."

"It turns out that's why because Anggi's tonsils swell. So a little stimulation, such as rain, erratic weather, unhealthy food, less fit body condition, directly trigger high fever.

"But the little Anggi still grew cheerful, so the tomboyish child. Maybe it's because we still feel that our first kid was a guy."

"His hobby is running, playing ball, playing cars. His son is also brave as a person, fierce even," Papah chuckled. He also chuckled, fierce already from the sono means.

"Ever after school when Kindergarten, so happy to see Om pick up, he immediately ran across the road not using the left right nengok."

"Pas there is a fairly fast motor passing, can not brake, finally hit."

He had to swallow again.

"The same hand broke his leg. Not in school for 6 months. Once inside do not want TK again, he wants directly SD," Papah again chuckled.

"From SD to SMP still often fever. Little rain, tomorrow can not go to school for three days because of fever."

"Ice snacks carelessly fit the condition of the body is not fit. Can directly cough a cold, further fever. They often don't go to school."

"Because of the worry of interrupting the study, our 3rd grade Junior High School decided to have tonsillectomy."

"Many considerations indeed. Because if the tonsils are taken means that there is no last army in the body that will block the disease. But how else, any fever his neck can be swollen, hard nelen, sick. Poor thing, I'm going to SMU. Moreover, Anggi wants to enter a favorite school. Many rivals. At that time entered SMU still use the condition of pure UN value, not yet zoning kayak now."

He nodded with a smile at the thought of the ambitious Anggi ABG.

"Alhamdulillah since tonsil surgery, the pain and fever are much reduced. Yes if cough, runny nose, dizziness, a little fever is common. Especially if lack of rest, soy sauce exkul."

He became interested, "Figure first when school join keskul what Om?"

"Ekskul?" Papah asked back. "SMP time comes nari. Yes indeed from SD has often participated in nari competitions that."

"From the same PKS what is the time of SMP, Om also somewhat forgotten."

"PKS what Om?" he cringed.

"School Security Patrol. That, who likes to cross in front of the school gate if the same morning at noon. Police-policing."

Making her hold a smile imagined Anggi ABG wearing a school patrol uniform. Wow, this is going to look even more haunted. Useless, put on the police uniform again.

"Oh, yes the Marching Band," Papah suddenly remembered something.

"Have you ever been to the Marching Band Om? Majoret Om?" he smiled more and more widely.

"No, Anggi is not too high. That small. The one who became the mayor was chosen who was tall."

"Have snare if not wrong. Every day of the rehearsal heat up to uitem," Papah laughed laughingly.

He nodded while still smiling at Anggi imagining the heat of marching band practice. Do not encourage its members compared to the major. This strange delusion made him unable to help but laugh.

"If SMU is involved in what kind of excursion is Om?"

"If SMU already does not want to come who touch the same physically. Join the English Club, Debate Club, same KIR (teen scientific group)."

His smile suddenly disappeared. It must be here they were - Fenggi and Dio - so often met until finally close. His heart suddenly turned uncomfortable, imagining the familiarity of the SMU and Dio version of Anggi. So childish, his mind was upset cursing itself.

"More!" Papah patted his shoulder quite hard, making him aghast.

"L-yes, Om...."

"Om tipped Anggi yes," said Papah slowly while his eyes glazed.

"Om believes Anggi can bring himself. But, since you will be her husband, Om entrust Anggi to you."

"Please please happy him."

"We all love Anggi very much" Papah looks increasingly difficult to hold back the tears that began to rush forcing want out.

"If you guys have a problem, please solve it fine."

"If one day, you are no longer in love with Anggi.please. Just tell Om. Om's gonna take her home" Papah started wiping away the tears.

He is unable to say anything. But a single tear fell down her cheek.

"Titip Anggi" Papah patted his shoulder slowly. "So she's fine."

"Well, Om," He tried to smile while shrinking the corner of his eye. "Thank you for your trust in Om and Auntie."

"I promise I'll keep Anggi well."

I'll do my best to make her happy. Everyday.

'Remember my childhood, you hugged and you were spoiled

It was beautiful then for me to soar

By your side warmly warm breath fresh fragrant body

You give me all your dreams and hopes

You want me to be the best for you

Obey your orders, keep away from temptation

What I might have done in my adult life

Don't make me shackle, fall and be trampled

God please tell a million of my love for her

I promised 'not betraying his door

I heard how much I really love you

'I'll prove I can fulfill all you want'

(THERE's A Band, The Best For You)

"Om don't hesitate to remind me often of this promise."

Papah slapped his shoulder again, "From now on call Papah, don't Om."

Then smile, "You'll be Papah's son too."

He was smiling. "Good, O...Pah," his tongue is still not used to pronouncing a new call.

Smiling papah. "Now, for the reception issue....Papah same Mamah follow how good you think."

"If you need to, please. Papah Mama doesn't mind."

"Papah Samah prayed, may everything be smooth until H day. Until forever you build a house. Until our grandchildren are born."

'Lord please give a million of my love to him

I promised 'not betraying his door

I heard how much I really love you

'I'll prove I can fulfill all you want'

(THERE Are Bands, The Best for You)'